{"id":1994,"date":"2018-11-09T11:16:24","date_gmt":"2018-11-09T16:16:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/?p=1994"},"modified":"2018-11-10T07:40:06","modified_gmt":"2018-11-10T12:40:06","slug":"rouge-whispers","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/2018\/11\/09\/rouge-whispers\/","title":{"rendered":"rouge whispers"},"content":{"rendered":"

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theft incomplete
\nas bees pollinate half dead flowers
\nthese words that are spoken
\nare meant as nothing more than
\nan illustration of languid lucidity
\nthe feed is indirect, corrupt
\nand digital goodbyes
\nare all we have left<\/p>\n

morning with no rain
\nhungover, and needlessly so
\nthe outside world is birthed in
\nvibrant november tones
\nthat seems so strange
\nas the sun casts
\nvagrant shadows
\nthat have been missing for days<\/p>\n

i watched science
\ncross the streams with magic
\nforming fragile hands of liberation
\nsoftly and sadistically they climb
\nstretching towards peaks of
\nconfident stability<\/p>\n

docile peasant,
\ndesperate poet,
\ngrant me the word
\nbecause this literary madness is
\na fallacy, a crescendo of
\nunrealized dreams<\/p>\n

the head shows sign of trauma
\nremembering how the world
\nwas once cold and white
\nall heroes retire
\nand everyone dies
\nthe cat didn\u2019t make it across the road
\nand the trash cans are full
\nthe thrill is gone
\nand the summer is over
\nthe book is read
\nand my bank account is empty<\/p>\n

silver turns to iron
\nand gold turns to lead
\nas sweat stained sheets
\nwrap an empty bed
\nyet, the cats continue to cater
\nto moments lost in time
\nand the elusive girl
\ncontinues to smile<\/p>\n

sitting on my porch steps
\nwrapped in the foggy malnourished morning
\nthis notebook taunts me
\nwritten as an upright or uptight citizen
\ni continue to type uselessly
\nat this infernal machine
\nwith poems as prayers, prophecies
\nor perhaps just insults
\ntoo many words, phrases
\nswirling around in my mind
\nthey come and go as quickly as
\nmorning bird songs lonely in flight<\/p>\n

manic malcontents
\ncalculating caricatures
\nwithin the infinity watch<\/p>\n

everywhere i go
\ni see construction
\ntearing down of the old
\nto build something new
\nbut sometimes old is better
\nand now i realize
\ni\u2019m not old
\njust older<\/p>\n

the switches are set
\nit\u2019s a life of
\nprotein shakes during the week
\nand liquor on the weekends
\nwith the occasional meal thrown in
\nfor good measure<\/p>\n

factionalism under a grey sunrise
\nthere is no success
\nonly a series of
\nperpetual\u00a0 encounters, ecstasies,
\nhalf baked hallucinations
\nrolled in facile facilitation
\nand forecasted failures<\/p>\n

too much patience
\nor not enough
\ndaylight savings time has ended
\nand the first frost has
\nfallen into place
\nchainsaws of love
\nrip to the heart of the matter
\nand i crave distractions
\nof the highest order
\ncruelty is a beast named desire
\nand the fates are waiting quietly
\nfor january to arrive<\/p>\n

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